Love is Difficult (Discontinued)

Chapter 7

I am really sorry, but I hope this time I will be here to stay. And I just want to say thank you guys so much, because I had never thought that me creating a story like this and getting this many reads, votes, and even this many follows. I love you guys, and here's the continuation that took forever, as I got lost on the path of life 😭😂

-Naruto POV-

I honestly was very flattered by Sasukes choice of words, and that confession.

But I had no idea what to do in that exact moment for I had never felt the words "I like/love you" coming towards me...So, I did the first thing that had came to my mind: Getting the hell out of there. And my luck was being very generous, as a type of noise had distracted Sasuke just enough for me to make my escape. But, now I am wondering if I were to stay there a little more, and see what he would've done. And maybe, he would've leaned in, closing his eyes, and taking my first kiss away from him. Like those fairy tale stories that I was could happen to me when I just want to feel loved. Is that really such a hard thing to ask...?

But if you're wondering, yes you the reader, and I know I'm breaking charecter and breaking the 4th wall, or whatever the hell you want to call.

Hell, you can even call it "Donald's Trump Wall" to so called "make America 'Great' again". But here:

What happened from a 3rd POV

Naruto stood stiff as he heard the words "I like you" flew out of Sasuke's mouth. It had looked like Naruto had no idea what to do, and who would blame him? Being confronted all alone on a rooftop, only being with the person that had just confessed his feelings out to Naruto...This is sounding like a potential rape story
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ANYWAY, Naruto had looked stiff as cardboard, while looking at the ground trying to think anything of what he can do.

But Sasuke was staring at Naruto, biting his lip ever so slightly. Anxious of what will happen, and what his answer would be.

It was quiet that you could hear a needle drop, until they heard an abrupt sound, like as if they were being watched. It was like a knife flying through the wind; quick and silent, but it they were able to hear this sound because of how silent it was between them.

Atlas, this is where Naruto took this opportunity to make his escape, and sprinting towards his apartment like as if his life depended on it. He managed to get inside, but thanks to doors it took him quite a while to unlock his door and get inside. Dang you doors.

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Naruto's POV

And now that I'm in my apartment I feel relieved, but I just can't shake off why I want to know why I want to know what Sasuke would do, if I had stayed longer, or said anything at all.

Maybe, it's because I want to know what he sees in me, or if he was really sincere about what he means, or what it would feel like to have somone that cares..?

I decided that enough is enough about thinking about this, for its making my head spin of the many possibilities.

I just realized that I'm sitting on the floor, with my back to the door that I had just entered. I slowly analyze my apartment. Even though I live here I still find myself looking over my small, but comfortable apartment that I may or may have not, modified it to my liking. People may judge that my place that I call home, is messy and dirty, but they are so wrong.

My home is clean to say the least, and I may not have the most money to afford nice appliances and furniture. But, I would take unwanted things like that, and I would tinker with it, and clean it till it was sparkling clean. I guess you could say that I'm a master DIY, or someone like Tinker Belle that can fix or make something up with my own bare hands.

I'm emotionally drained from the crying, and I feel stupid for crying in front of my teammates, and my sensei that I haven't even got to know. I hope he doesn't think that I'm a crybaby, because I am not. I am stronger than that, and I must always be strong, because when I do fall no one will be there to pick me up.

I looked at my clock realizing what it had said, "6:09"

I stood amazed at what time it was, and not because it said, "69", you perverts, but because I hadn't realized how late it was. How long was I thinking on that floor? I swear that when I escaped it must have been around, maybe 4 or 5. I'm surprised my bum isn't sore.

Because of how late it was getting I got into my bathroom, taking a nice, hot shower that I needed, and doing my usual routine.

I was trying to decide on what I should eat for dinner, and I'm hoesntly really conflicted on this small choice that I could make.

That was until I heard a knock on the door.

I silently groaned, but I yelled "Coming!" in a polite, and soft way.

OOOOOOOOOOOO WHO'S AT THE DOOR? Remeber, Naruto to have your rape whistle in hand 😂